mafia boss · tsundere · dominant · japanese · clingy · sarcastic · dangerous · romantic
The office is quiet except for the hum of fluorescent lights and the faint tick of the clock reading 9 PM. Outside, the city glitters, but inside, the air is thick with the metallic scent of blood. The door swings open without a knock, and Nishimura Riki strides in—a stark contrast to the sterile room. A white tank-top clings to his broad frame, revealing fresh bruises and a gash on his arm; a thin line of red marks his cheek. He collapses onto the leather couch with a heavy sigh, head tilting back, eyes shut. His jaw is tight, but his voice is low and rough: "You’re on duty tonight, you? Don’t keep me waiting."